To the twilight of the gods

In the radiant temple, the power of the gods is flying. From time to time, the gods successfully control the power of the gods, cheering, and the distribution of the power of the gods is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Tilo sat on a chair, took a sip of the scented tea provided by the God of Tea, listened to the noise in his ears, and cast a glance at Limo beside him. The latter was not in a hurry to choose the theocracy, but was studying...tea ?

Noticing Tilo's gaze, Limo raised his head and smiled sheepishly, "Master, I'm studying the formula of the God of Tea."

After all, he sighed, "But there is no progress, maybe I should ask him in person, you like drinking tea, so I want to learn more."

Tilo blinked, put down his teacup, thought for a while and said, "Your brew is also delicious."

Limo showed a smile. At this time, Hartawis and others beside him had obtained the divine power that matched him. Their own strength was top-notch, and the divine power was just the icing on the cake.

But Hartawis was still very happy. He patted Limo on the shoulder, "Don't you pick one quickly? No divine right will reject you."

Limo saw that Tilo was also nodding slightly, so he got up and swept the streamers passing through the air, and each streamer represented a kind of theocracy.

As Limo released his divine power, some streamers were attracted by Limo and came to his side. Limo picked the most powerful blood-red streamer from all kinds of streamers.

The scarlet streamer merged into Limo's body, and finally gradually formed a godhead in the depths of his soul. The scarlet godhead kept changing its shape, and the light red mist shrouded it.

After Limo took control of the theocracy, he looked at Tilo, "Master, it's the scarlet theocracy."

Scarlet theocracy, this is a top-notch theocracy, which includes many permissions, such as the control of blood, the power of curses, and so on.

Tilo nodded, "Very good, it suits you."

Next to Tilo, Xiao Cai held her chin and said a little sourly, "You're lucky, congratulations."

As the star color of the fantasy race, Xiao Cai does not need the power of theocracy, she is already strong enough.

The distribution ceremony of theocracy lasted for a long time before it was completed, and all the gaps in the theocracy had been filled. Afterwards, the king in yellow stood up, held up the classics in his hands, and began to announce new rules and camps.

Naturally, the gods had no objection. When the meeting drew to a close, it was already dark in the divine domain outside the temple. Following the order of the Lord in Yellow, melodious and shocking music rang out one after another.

The Gods of Temperament and their elves played music for this feast. The chairs and tables in the temple disappeared one after another. When they gathered again, the tables were full of food and wine.

The banquet of the gods was brightly lit. Someone originally wanted to talk to Tilo, but Tilo was always surrounded by Limo and others. The gods did not dare to offend them, so they had to watch silently while holding a glass of wine.

The banquet is for the gods to communicate, and Tilo doesn't like this kind of scene, so he just stayed here for a while, drank two glasses of wine, then raised his hand and pulled Larimer's sleeve, "Let's go."

Limo nodded and put down the wine glass, so they left the temple without caring about Hatavis' retention.

The outside of the God's Domain was much colder, simulating the climate of the planet. The cool evening wind blew on Tilo's body. His neck and cheeks were a little reddish, perhaps because the wine in the God's Domain was too intoxicating.

After all, the drinks supplied to Tilo and the others were carefully brewed by the God of Wine, and they have always been welcomed by the gods. Even if Tilo only drank two glasses, he still felt a little drunk.

They returned to the mansion through the space passage, Tilo yawned, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and then untied his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he returned to the bedroom, Li Mo had already drawn the curtains for him, and the room exuded a light fragrance of flowers to help him sleep.

Just as Limo was about to leave, Tilo grabbed his sleeve.

Under the slightly dim light, Tilo's golden eyes were lazy and sleepy, with a thin mist, but the corners of his mouth were lightly pursed, making him look very cold.

"Limo, tell me about you." Tilo's voice was very soft, making Limo's heart flutter. Naturally, it was impossible for him to refuse Tilo's request. He closed the door gently, and sat aside after Tilo fell into bed. chair.

"I was born too long ago, um... about the same time as Hartawis and the others. At that time, there was no life in the universe other than us."

"When I first visited the human planet, humans had not yet been born, but there was a world race war going on there."

"World War?"

Tilo's golden eyes blinked, and he looked at Limo suspiciously. He never knew these past events, so he found it very interesting and curious.

Li Mo nodded with a smile, "Hatawis was among the first to set foot on the human planet. His family occupied an area, but then two races descended. They fought fiercely in order to compete for the territory."

Limo's experience is very rich, and his voice is slow and gentle about the past. Tilo buried his head in the pillow and gradually became sleepy, so he yawned.

"Are you going to sleep?" Limo asked with a smile, but Tilo immediately shook his head, wiped the corners of his eyes casually, and kept his eyelids slightly drooping, "Continue."

He reached out from under the quilt and grabbed Limo, "You can't stop until I fall asleep."

Limo didn't know why Tilo was so clingy tonight, but he liked it very much. He gently held Tilo's hand, stuffed it back into the quilt, and got closer to him.

After a while, Tilo fell asleep completely. Limo let go and turned off the bedside lamp, but he was a little reluctant to leave.

He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, suddenly stretched out his hand, stroked Tilo's cheek, then leaned into him, and kissed Tilo's mouth. He didn't go deep, for fear of disturbing Tilo's rest.

Tilo didn't know that Limo sat by the bed all night. When he woke up, Limo had prepared breakfast for him, and the flowers on the bedside were replaced with fresh ones.

Tilo sat up, thinking of his behavior yesterday, suddenly he didn't want to see Limo, he rubbed his eyes, after deliberation, he got up, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

As if he didn't remember what happened yesterday at all, Limo served Tilo to finish his breakfast, but his eyes always fell on the back of Tilo's neck vaguely.

sticky.

Tilo couldn't ignore this sight, he offered his hand to Limo behind him, "Drink..."

Limo held Tilo's palm, and he lowered his head and smiled in Tilo's ear, "This will spoil me, young master."

Tilo tilted his head, and Limo took advantage of the opportunity to kiss Tilo. The kiss between the two gradually deepened, making Tilo a little breathless. He pushed Limo's shoulder, and the latter stopped kissing and turned to I went to eat.

In about 10 minutes, Limo drank enough blood, satiated his face, and gently wiped Tilo's wrist with a wet handkerchief. The wound on it healed quickly, leaving only two red spots.

Limo looked up at Tilo, who was reading an opera book with his head resting on one hand, his gray hair fell to his ears, gentle and calm, he had no defense against him, and his beautiful neck was also exposed to Limo before.

The vampires are greedy, and Limo is hungry again.

See, he said, sooner or later he was spoiled.

Limo silently condemned himself in his heart.